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*Selebius
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"Interesting. Thank you, Notary."
Thinking something a bit fishy again he takes the Sensory Stone down to vaults, to see one of the Arcanists.
"Measure Thienfeld, how have you been?", he says, smiling as he enters. "Got some time to do some scrying? I need to find out who was the last owner of that one before it fell into Harmonium hands."
Thinking something a bit fishy again he takes the Sensory Stone down to vaults, to see one of the Arcanists.
"Measure Thienfeld, how have you been?", he says, smiling as he enters. "Got some time to do some scrying? I need to find out who was the last owner of that one before it fell into Harmonium hands."
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*Serena
- Posts: 399
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Rhistel walked at steady pace across the Lady's Ward, head lowered and gaze fixed on the road in front of his feet as he kept thinking on what to do.
That storage trail, and the name "Finn" meant nothing to him at the moment, and he wasn't even sure the informations he had were enough to justify the Harmonium intervention.
Of course, should them not be, he was still going to check for himself.
It was only on his way to the Barracks that he finally managed to receive the reply from Hograth, which he read at once.
The diligence of the Measure made him feel quite uneasy for a moment. Was that, that they had tried to teach him back then, when he still wasn't able to understand? Good willingness and good heart?
Probably. Still, he wondered if that had that ever repaid someone, because surely it didn't work for him.
Once he finally arrives at the Barracks, he introduces himself to the officers outside, asking them if he could be received by the Measure
((will wait for Nerull to catch up
That storage trail, and the name "Finn" meant nothing to him at the moment, and he wasn't even sure the informations he had were enough to justify the Harmonium intervention.
Of course, should them not be, he was still going to check for himself.
It was only on his way to the Barracks that he finally managed to receive the reply from Hograth, which he read at once.
The diligence of the Measure made him feel quite uneasy for a moment. Was that, that they had tried to teach him back then, when he still wasn't able to understand? Good willingness and good heart?
Probably. Still, he wondered if that had that ever repaid someone, because surely it didn't work for him.
Once he finally arrives at the Barracks, he introduces himself to the officers outside, asking them if he could be received by the Measure
((will wait for Nerull to catch up
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*Iggwilv
- Posts: 288
- Joined: Thu Jan 01, 1970 12:00 am
In side the barracks the red robed Measure looks up from his scrying mirror and shakes his head.
"I am sorry Measure but whoever last possessed this resists my attempts to scry them."
((A will save was passed by the PC the spell would have targeted.
"I am sorry Measure but whoever last possessed this resists my attempts to scry them."
((A will save was passed by the PC the spell would have targeted.
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*Nerull
- Posts: 98
- Joined: Thu Jan 01, 1970 12:00 am
(( Here is to me assuming that all of this is happening within' a 3 to 4 hour timeframe of Neerepha going Missing, as from Serena's Original Thread. As this would greatly affect Scent ))
The Mist would pour from Rhistels attire almost like a thick liquid as it pools on the ground and then manifests itself into the familiar face of Kapaneus, a well-built Humanoid male garbed in adamantine platemail, wearing a hood & mask and decorated with the symbol of Nerull on his cloak.
" Rhistel. " The mans voice would rumble, slightly tapping Rhistels left arm with the back of his hand. His attention only focused on the Fated Factor and not the doorway to the Barracks or anyone nearby " Get me some of her clothes... Preferably Unwashed or the most commonly worn garments. Also a bottle of her most commonly worn Perfume. "
His tone would be rather neutral and laid back. Like the man did not just materialize from the Wizard and as if they were not seeking a kidnapped individual.
The Mist would pour from Rhistels attire almost like a thick liquid as it pools on the ground and then manifests itself into the familiar face of Kapaneus, a well-built Humanoid male garbed in adamantine platemail, wearing a hood & mask and decorated with the symbol of Nerull on his cloak.
" Rhistel. " The mans voice would rumble, slightly tapping Rhistels left arm with the back of his hand. His attention only focused on the Fated Factor and not the doorway to the Barracks or anyone nearby " Get me some of her clothes... Preferably Unwashed or the most commonly worn garments. Also a bottle of her most commonly worn Perfume. "
His tone would be rather neutral and laid back. Like the man did not just materialize from the Wizard and as if they were not seeking a kidnapped individual.
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*Serena
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The half drow almost jumps as the hulking figure materializes beside him, turning to stare at the Vampire with an almost comical "what the hell" expression.
He should have get used to that by now, seriously he should.
Looking for a moment between Kapaneus and the Officers he was talking to just few seconds before, as to be sure no one (or well, no one besides him, at least) was put in alarm by the sudden appearance, he opens his mouth, still a little bewildered, and tries to recollect himself enough to reply to the man.
"Un... unwashed clothes.. perfume? Wait, how long have you..." he interrupts himself, taking a hand to his head and running the gloved fingers through his hair as to calm down. "Jeez, nevermind..."
"I don't go around with her dirty clothes in my bag... but there's one in our inn room..." he pauses as to try and remember, while looking for the key of the door and handing it to the man, almost absent-mindedly. As if the Vampire really needed it.
"A blue, long sleeved tunic. It is the same she had on her when we were removed from our house. As for her perfume... there is plenty on that already..." he concludes with a slight sigh.
He should have get used to that by now, seriously he should.
Looking for a moment between Kapaneus and the Officers he was talking to just few seconds before, as to be sure no one (or well, no one besides him, at least) was put in alarm by the sudden appearance, he opens his mouth, still a little bewildered, and tries to recollect himself enough to reply to the man.
"Un... unwashed clothes.. perfume? Wait, how long have you..." he interrupts himself, taking a hand to his head and running the gloved fingers through his hair as to calm down. "Jeez, nevermind..."
"I don't go around with her dirty clothes in my bag... but there's one in our inn room..." he pauses as to try and remember, while looking for the key of the door and handing it to the man, almost absent-mindedly. As if the Vampire really needed it.
"A blue, long sleeved tunic. It is the same she had on her when we were removed from our house. As for her perfume... there is plenty on that already..." he concludes with a slight sigh.
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*Nerull
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He would take the key from Rhistel with a slow nod. Listening to his words as he does so.
" I will obtain the Tunic and double back from Root of Nines Warehouse." He would slowly and calmly explain to the Fated Wizard. " Do what you must here. "
With that said, the Vampire would turn to mist once more, key in hand. The Gaseous Cloud would take off, flying back towards the Bazaars Inn and to the room.
The Gaseous form would flow into the Inn/Tavern and upstairs. Heading in a beeline for Room 4. If the room hadn't been altered in any way, he would briskly search for the Blue Tunic, one he was familiar with seeing Neerepha in.
(( Here is to me assuming that all of this is happening within' a 3 to 4 hour timeframe of Neerepha going Missing, as from Serena's Original Thread. As this would greatly affect Scent ))
Upon obtaining the Tunic, he would trudge downstairs in heavy footfalls after re-locking the Tavern Room 4's Door and outside to the Bazaar with the Blue Tunic in hand. He would then carefully place the Blue Tunic on the ground and Alternate his Form to that of a shaggy dark furred, glowing red eyed Wolf.
Using the Wolf Forms enhanced senses and Scent Skills, he would take a few deep sniffs of Neerephas Scent, smells and perfume. Making sure to snatch up the Blue Tunic in his mouth in case the Scent Trail were to take him anywhere.
(( Will wait on Igg for this. May get complicated.))
[Survival Roll Was : 19 ]
" I will obtain the Tunic and double back from Root of Nines Warehouse." He would slowly and calmly explain to the Fated Wizard. " Do what you must here. "
With that said, the Vampire would turn to mist once more, key in hand. The Gaseous Cloud would take off, flying back towards the Bazaars Inn and to the room.
The Gaseous form would flow into the Inn/Tavern and upstairs. Heading in a beeline for Room 4. If the room hadn't been altered in any way, he would briskly search for the Blue Tunic, one he was familiar with seeing Neerepha in.
(( Here is to me assuming that all of this is happening within' a 3 to 4 hour timeframe of Neerepha going Missing, as from Serena's Original Thread. As this would greatly affect Scent ))
Upon obtaining the Tunic, he would trudge downstairs in heavy footfalls after re-locking the Tavern Room 4's Door and outside to the Bazaar with the Blue Tunic in hand. He would then carefully place the Blue Tunic on the ground and Alternate his Form to that of a shaggy dark furred, glowing red eyed Wolf.
Using the Wolf Forms enhanced senses and Scent Skills, he would take a few deep sniffs of Neerephas Scent, smells and perfume. Making sure to snatch up the Blue Tunic in his mouth in case the Scent Trail were to take him anywhere.
(( Will wait on Igg for this. May get complicated.))
[Survival Roll Was : 19 ]
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*Iggwilv
- Posts: 288
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As Kapaneus shifts into wolf form the scents of the room assail his new sense. The scent of the perfume is all over the place. And something else something musty and smelling vaguely of ink and magic. Tracking the floral perfumed scent. He follows it to the door where it merges with the scent's of those passing by the upper floor of the inn.
((Survival roll please.
((Survival roll please.